#i hear a bird and i try to be that bird
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schadenfreudich · 1 year ago
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What bird am I imitating now? An eagle. At least I think that's what the bird was that went "iiee" but like, really high-pitched. I'm doing that sound.
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mostlybirdsandphotos · 8 months ago
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a sora!!
my first time seeing one, and it was so casual that everyone who saw it was astonished—for such a notoriously shy bird it spent a lot of time out in the open, even getting so close my camera couldn't focus on it anymore! it was a lifer for quite a few people last morning ( ˙꒳​˙ )
I really enjoyed watching it hop around looking for bugs and flicking its tail, and watching it disappear into the grass only to pop out instantly much further than I would have expected. it's also a lot smaller than I expected, only about the size of the red-winged blackbirds!
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formulanni · 3 months ago
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Nico Hulkenberg as the Knight of Pentacles:
A man of utmost diligence - he knows what he wants and is relentless in his pursuit of it. He is a hard worker, completing his mission with complete and terrible efficiency. Although his path is long and hard, filled with tasks that might be repetitive and tiring, giving up is not an option.
The Knight of Pentacles, like the Knights of the other suits, represents work, effort, and the responsibility that follows upon the dreams and ideals of the Page. This Knight is the most hard-working, methodical and detailed-oriented character of the Tarot deck. He may not be the most inspiring or creative Knight, but he’ll do the work to get the results he seeks, even if that work is highly repetitive or routine.
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Tag list: @st-leclerc @rubywingsracing @saviour-of-lord @three-days-time @the-wall-is-my-goal @albonoooo @ch3rubd0lls @brawngp2009
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meredoubt · 18 days ago
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Antivan Crows as your faction is worth it for the Viago/Rook relationship alone
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collectingeggs · 2 years ago
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Hey Philever nation, during this entire exchange between Phil and Forever, Phil never said he doesn't love Forever or that he doesn't want to be with him, no. His only complaint was that Forever loves him only because he reminds him of Brunim
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nerd6log · 1 year ago
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So you know when a UK sit com goes down well and then they try to make a US version of it (Ghosts, Red Dwarf, Inbetweeners, etc kind of thing)
What if the UK did this kind of thing and we suddenly had like Tom Felton as Howard Wolowitz or Simon Bird as Sheldon Cooper that would be mad
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princeofuchiha · 5 months ago
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Crack fic concept (bc it would either have to be a crack fic or a horribly violent and dark fic) where Izuna is the one brought back from the dead / ends up in future Konoha somehow after the massacre.
He takes one look at this little Uchiha baby all by himself (Sasuke) and is like "Fuckkkk this I knew this village was a bad idea" and proceeds to tuck Sasuke under his arm and snatch away Konohas last Uchiha bc "They had their chance"
Bonus points if he finds out about the massacre being a Konoha order and after his initial "I'm going to kill this little trader" response he ends up just. Grabbing this "stupid little brainwashed Uchiha" by the scruff and taking him with too bc if the Uchiha are getting called crazy it's going to be bc of Uchiha crazy business not bc the village wants a scapegoat
Bonus bonus points if he learns his brother is still supposedly lurking around and the three go on a quest to find him. Only for Izuna to take one look at obito and go "That's not my damn brother what the fuck were you on about Itachi. I will be curb stomping him before he gets to join us for the disrespect to his name tho."
Just. Izuna double flipping the bird to the village and tucking his last remaining family members under his arm like "You poor dumb things, let grampa Izuna handle this." While both are actively trying to stab him
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moeblob · 11 months ago
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New OCs
(briefly, humans and supernatural beings have to team up for building better relations with each other and all the supernaturals can shapeshift and take on human appearances but also have their 'original form'.)
OK so I was GOING to draw fanart today - I had a fun idea and everything! But health anxiety (and anti-anxiety meds) wore me out so I kinda .... slogged through OCs as a treat to me. I am going to go to the doctor tomorrow so HOPEFULLY it's all okay.
#my characters#also kite is the worst socially and says things he thinks are surely fitting for a human conversation#but ends up insulting grady with 99% of the comments and that makes grady not fond of him#but then grady is like super pleasant to others and doesnt know how to act around kite and flubs a lot too#its a disaster and the twins are like oh no this is painful#mr tengu that was so tacky you cant say that to a human#mr tengu you cant DO that to a human STOP BEING LIKE THIS#while callum is just like wow this is hilarious thanks for bothering my younger brother its adding character to his life#and kite is stressed because thats the least encouraging thing to hear ever thank you v much hes TRYING to adapt#but also kite isnt his real name and he doesnt know squat about humans BUT he knows they have the internet#and so hes like well the problem is i dont want to actually say my name to you all because what if i am Online (TM)#and so he asks for a new name and then is like he should name me - the tiny one who wants to kick my ass should name me#so grady is like ....... nooooo...... dont............ and then suggests kite bc he's done google research#and kite is a type of bird and according to wikipedia has some familiarity to tengu so therefore yeah#and kite is like !!!!!! DOES HE ! KNOW THINGS ! and happily accepts the slightly researched name while the other humans#are like grady stop that is bullying the poor guy leave him alone pick a normal name!#anyway not drawn yet but there is a human guy partner for the twins and he immediately is like perfect#i know which is which lets go out and explore the human world for your research#and they dont understand how he knows them apart so fast and none of the other humans seem to tell em apart#but then none of the humans are shocked at the guy who knows so the girls are like sir howst do you know#and hes just v casual oh right yeah younger identical twin sisters - i have Practice ! and they are endeared to him haha#anyway if you read all those tags ty#and yes in his tengu form he does actually have the long nose please do not be mad#i just dont draw noses normally and im too tired to practice rn so#i only drew the second one today anyway - the first pic was done a couple days ago but i didnt wanna post on main#but then here i am posting on main#im sorry
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feroluce · 2 years ago
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When Al Haitham dreams, it's in shades of sandy blonde and red, metallic gold and feather-blue. His nightmares are colored much the same.
Kaveh leisurely strolls ahead of him, shoes leaving deep treads in the soft desert sand. He keeps a careful distance, arms length, and in return Al Haitham keeps an eye on him, the other man's back dead center in his sights.
He curses the sand in his boots and the long line of footprints he steps into, already the exact shape of the soles of his shoes.
They aren't lost. Al Haitham knows where they are. They've been here before. They are still here.
Kaveh doesn't watch their feet. His head is constantly tipped back with his eyes on the stars and their constellations (of which Al Haitham only knows two, Vultur Volans and Paradisaea). He'll walk right into a cactus like that. Al Haitham yells ahead for him to watch where he's going.
Kaveh reaches up to touch the side of his head in a strange motion, but otherwise there's no acknowledgement. They press on into the dark of night.
Something squelches beneath Al Haitham's boot.
It stops him short, pulls his attention like a magnet and as much as he wants to, he can't ignore it. He doesn't want to lose any more ground. But something won't let him move on. Al Haitham watches as red seeps into the golden sand, spills beyond the border of his bootprint until he slides his foot aside.
It's an ear.
It's a human ear, and there's a heavy earring attached, metallic gold, gems red and green, a familiar shape, a familiar shade-
Al Haitham opens his mouth to yell. Chokes. Swallows the lump in his throat as he quickly restarts his pace. Tries again.
"Hey!"
Another squelch under a hurried footstep. He doesn't stop to look. Al Haitham is pretty sure he knows what it is.
"Kaveh, hey!"
The path becomes littered, little slices and small pieces, fingertips and knuckles, Kaveh's arms once held casually behind his back now strewn along the sands. Every time Al Haitham extends his hand to him, reality warps and bends like the twisted image in a broken mirror, lines mismatched and edges jagged. Kaveh flits just beyond his grasp, fleeting fae, no longer able to hear him or to reach out to him. Al Haitham can only grit his teeth and follow.
His right foot marches forward. His left follows. His right again. His left suddenly doesn't follow, and Al Haitham is thrown off balance and pitches forward, swinging his arms outward to land on his palms and keep his face off the ground, because he's been in the desert enough times to know what a foot suddenly being stuck can mean.
Quicksand.
Al Haitham curses and swears in just about every language he knows as he tries to spread his weight as evenly as possible, stay afloat at the top of it because if he sinks, he knows he'll be done for, and shit, Kaveh.
His neck cranes uncomfortably in his search, Kaveh had only been a few feet in front of him, he can't be sunk much further, and he's in the desert much more often than Al Haitham anyway, he'll be familiar with what to do-
Kaveh stands in front of him, empty sleeves fluttering loose. Still just out of his grasp, still watching the stars. The quicksand is already up to his calves.
"Say, Al Haitham..." It's the first he's spoken this whole time. His voice resonates somewhere deeply nostalgic in Al Haitham's chest, produces a ripple that momentarily stuns his heart.
Kaveh is sinking.
Al Haitham stretches out on his belly as far as he's able, it's quickly up to his knees, Kaveh isn't even trying to redistribute his weight or pull himself out, it's at his thighs, Al Haitham sucks in a breath and yells for him, his hips, yells louder, his waist, Al Haitham's trembling fingertips can almost reach, his chest, Kaveh drops level with him, quicksand about his neck like a noose.
Kaveh's head tips back, back, impossibly far back, until it hangs, angle awkward, and he's looking right past Al Haitham with his tired smile and gouged, blinded sockets full of starlight.
"Do you believe in karma?"
The quicksand swallows him entirely and Al Haitham dives, shoves his arms deep and pushes off with the one foot he'd had left on safe ground, because he can't, he can't, it's not the same without Kaveh, not anymore, he needs him, no one else keeps him sharp, no one else challenges him like Kaveh, if he can just grab him, if he can just pull him back up-
Al Haitham thrashes, against the sands, against gravity, against the hardwood of his bedroom floor. Clumsily scrubs the back of his hand across his face to rub the grit of quicksand and sleep out of his eyes.
Sometimes he thinks he preferred it when the Akasha was still harvesting his dreams.
He pops his head out from under his weighted blanket and lays where he'd fallen out of bed for a moment, blinking blearily against the lamplight shining from his desk in the corner. Deep breaths. His consciousness shifts along the blurred line of nightmare and reality, crosses over the slow transition into wakeful awareness.
He's home, Kaveh is home. It's dark out. The house is dead silent.
He's just going to go check, he tells himself as he peels himself out of his sweat-soaked shirt and roots around for a replacement. He's already losing memories of his nightmare, the details spilling away from him like wet ink, but he knows he needs to see Kaveh. It'll feel better to do something, anything, than try to go straight back to sleep.
He's quiet when he slips out of his bedroom door, because they both keep late hours but their bedrooms are right next to each other, and Al Haitham will never hear the end of it if he wakes his roommate up.
Lights off, door shut. Nothing conclusive. He moves out to the main room.
Kaveh sits on one of those ridiculous sofas he'd ordered three of for some reason, back to him as he tucks a lock of hair behind his ear. A mostly-empty wine bottle stands tall on the table, next to the cobbled-together remains of an architectural model that's been picked and fussed over for four days straight now.
"Kaveh? What are you doing?"
This earns him an exaggerated startle, but Kaveh doesn't turn to look at him, preoccupied with whatever new sketch or blueprint he probably has in his hands. "Ohhh, nothing," he slurs cheerfully. "Just working. Just thinking."
Kaveh has always been the world's chattiest drinker. Al Haitham waits for the rest of it.
"Say, I think...I think I asked you this years ago, back then, but you never answered me." Al Haitham feels all the blood drain from his face in ominous familiarity, drip cold down the length of his spine. Kaveh sinks into the couch until he can tip his head over the back of it, looking up at him with a tired smile and exhausted eyes.
"Do you believe in karma?"
#genshin impact#haikaveh#al haitham#kaveh#kavehtham#these two have had me chewing concrete lately god#3.6 got me frothing at the mouth#something about al haitham trying to save kaveh from himself and his own guilt complex and self-sabotage wheeee my heart#and he's normally so self-assured but he fucked it up spectacularly the first go around- good job baby-#and now it's years later he's trying again but it's something he's barely chipping away at not to mention Kaveh not wanting his help lol#and so some of Al Haitham's nightmare is objective fact and some of it is his own subjective pov#Kaveh loses his arms and ears bc al haitham is frustrated that he won't hear him out or reach out for help#and he keeps his eyes up and eventually blinds himself bc al haitham thinks of him as too idealistic and blind to reality#and kaveh does all this to himself bc when you ask al haitham about his troubles he talks about people who cause trouble for themselves#kaveh pondering the concept of karma in relation to his bad luck and misery and guilt about his father's death in the quicksand *fans self*#al haitham starting to get just a little nervous that maybe he really he can't do anything about this#or that one day it'll be too little late ough. love when I can whump character by whumping the other.#two for one special buy one get one two birds stoned at once type of deal#i have a Vision about them and their stupid dumbass relationship dynamic that I need to yell about later but for now: this#written while listening to A Sadness Runs Through Him by The Hoosiers which hilariously was introduced to me as a pla Emmet song#'but here was a man mourning tomorrow; he tried to finally drown in his sorrow'#'oh he could not break surface tension; he looked in the wrong place for redemption'#'don't look at me with those eyes; I tried to unheave the ties; turn back the tide that drew him in'#'but he couldn't be saved'#'a sadness runs through him'#extremely kaveh and haikaveh song for me ough#my fics#gore#body horror#I mean it's pretty unrealistic but still just in case
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daily-amber · 7 months ago
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day 156: amber but the reference picture is a picture of me
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ornithological · 6 days ago
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staying up past my bedtime to listen to bird recordings on ebird and xeno-canto
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starflungwaddledee · 11 months ago
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it's awfully refreshing to see a rise in malevolent galas again, and i'm preeet-ty sure your popularity's playing into it. grrrrrrr yes! let that boy kill! let him scheme and conspire! let him wreak havoc like the true planet-destroying fiend he is!
waaahaaa i'm so delighted to hear it! i will be completely honest, i was extremely nervous to post that very first comic with him in (where he was undeniably malicious) because almost every other headcanon i'd seen of him at that point is that he is Just Misunderstood and Actually A Good Guy or, at the very least, perhaps currently acting out but still Redeemable With A Heart Of Gold
and those are amazing too! not a single piece of shade on those characterisations; they are genuinely cathartic tropes and i love to see them- for him or anyone else. but it made me quite scared to have to just be like... 'anyway he is extraordinarily and wilfully cruel in my headcanons and stories!!'
so it really means a lot to me that you enjoy this characterisation!! and that you think possibly it's having an impact on other folks' characterisations in a positive or refreshing way! that's such an honour! i was scared people would loathe my storytelling or characterisation of their favourite blorbo (i still fear it, ngl) or even think that i like... don't like him. but the thing is that i love him. i love him to bits and pieces and because of how much i love him i've done him the ultimate honour of assigning him Irredeemable All-powerful Villain and allowed him free reign to bite and kill
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a-map-of-gays · 8 months ago
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Wait until the 'autism is only because of ipads' crowd hear that my biggest sensory trigger is birds singing
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descendantofthesparrow · 10 months ago
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my new bby
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airshipvalentine · 6 months ago
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hello. can’t sleep. heres my answers to the gay sex question fcmh style.
would gay sex fix anna and nin?
i don’t think they really apply to this question (as a non-authority i’m not sure i can speak to their level of gay sex) but i couldn’t not include them. but yeah, gay sex* has already fixed them. anna’s brand of unconditional love and support is good for nin, and i think nin’s brashness and willingness to stick up for anna/say what anna doesn’t want to is good for her.
*in this case, “loving relationship” can be substituted for gay sex. but only in this case.
would gay sex fix don and alder?
i’m gonna go ahead and say i’m bald. there is clearly Something unresolved (at least, pretty obviously, on don’s end [FCMH s1e4]) between the two of them. i think a loving, committed, well-communicated relationship would absolutely fix them.
but this question is not about loving relationships!!! it’s about gay sex!!!!
IN THIS CASE, given the mismatch of level of feeling currently between them (as shown by deck of many flings) and don’s emotional constipation, i think there could easily be a poorly-communicated situation in which alder thinks it’s a casual having-fun thing and don thinks it means Everything and feelings get hurt. maybe making him worse. BUT, i think there could also be a case in which gay sex is a catalyst for emotional openness and vulnerability. there is such a beautiful world of possibilities.
however, my real reason for baldness is that no amount of gay sex will bring alder back.
would gay sex fix claire and shamsiel?
now this may be controversial. but i’m gonna say yes. for claire: confirmation of lesbianism and also that lesbianism can, like, be fun and feel good and not just be The Shame. for shamsiel: tacit recognition that she is valued and wanted as a person and not just as a tool of the bureaucracy/the position of guardian angel. tho to be clear for this to indeed fix them it would have to be like slow mushy lovey sex but tbh i don’t see it playing out any other way. one of them might cry, i don’t know.
would gay sex fix mary and samara?
yes.
would gay sex fix levi and shay?
i think it’s pretty safe to say that gay sex would make things worse. i think there’s a world in which shay makes levi better (“this is for us”; and all that, he could do with an emotional investment in an anchor), but also easily a world where shay makes levi worse (i think they probably bring out the worst in each other). levi’s probably gonna make shay worse.
from the standpoint of my own shaybrain, i think a shay who decides to have gay sex with levi is a shay who is feeding his worst impulses or a shay who feels like this is the only way to feel any sort of control over his current situation
BUT there’s something to be said about someone who brings out the worst in you and has therefore seen you at your pettiest and meanest. they can see right through your bullshit and won’t hesitate to pick a fight and call you on it. but this also requires a degree of intimacy that idk if they have. tbh all this would be a plot of its own that i would not care to get into in-game so. all theoretical
hmm maybe i’ve talked myself out of it. i think i might be bald.
would gay sex fix ryan rizvi?
gay sex is ryan’s problem.
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kicksnscribs · 6 months ago
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Floor Time ™️
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